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♡UNCLE KIM♡
[ Edited || reposted ]
12.02.2024

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“Are you okay, bub?” Hobi asked gently, his hands resting on Jungkook’s waist. It was a small gesture, but enough to ignite the firestorm brewing within Taehyung. 

“Enough!” Taehyung’s voice boomed across the room, startling everyone. In a flash, he grabbed Jungkook by the arm, pulling him off Hobi’s lap. The force of his actions sent Hobi’s chair tumbling backward, causing him to land on the floor with a loud thud. 

“Taehyung!” Jungkook yelled, his voice filled with shock and anger. “What the hell are you doing? Are you out of your mind? He’s hurt!” 

Jungkook struggled against Taehyung’s grip, his efforts to break free futile as Taehyung’s hand held him firmly. 

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As they stormed out of the restaurant, the tension between them was almost tangible. The night air was cool, but it did little to soothe the burning jealousy and frustration coursing through Taehyung. His steps were heavy, echoing his inner turmoil, while Jungkook followed behind, his brow furrowed with confusion and anger. 

When they reached the car, Taehyung stopped, taking a moment to steady his breathing. His chest rose and fell with sharp exhales as he tried to calm himself. 

“What’s wrong with you?” Jungkook finally asked, his voice softer now but still laced with frustration. “Why are you so angry?” 

Taehyung turned to face him, his gaze intense and full of emotions he couldn’t hide. “I saw the way he looked at you,” he admitted, his voice low and vulnerable. “It drove me crazy. I couldn’t stand it.” 

Jungkook’s expression softened at the confession. He took a step closer, placing a gentle hand on Taehyung’s arm. “uncle… there’s no one else for me. Hobi-hyung is just a great friend. He’d never hurt me.” 

Taehyung’s tense shoulders relaxed slightly, but Jungkook’s concern quickly shifted. “WAIT… WHY DID YOU KICK HIM? OMO! IS HOBI-HYUNG OKAY? I HAVE TO GO CHECK ON HIM!” 

“Lower your voice,” Taehyung said, his deep voice carrying a quiet warning. 

“NO! I WON’T! WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO—” Jungkook’s words were cut off as Taehyung suddenly pinned him against the car seat. 

“Shout at me again,” Taehyung said coldly, his voice a low growl. “And I won’t hesitate to kiss you.” 

Jungkook’s eyes widened, his breath hitching as Taehyung’s words sent a shiver down his spine. 

“Why are you doing this, kim?” Jungkook asked, his voice trembling with confusion and frustration. 

“Same question. What are you doing to me, Jungkook?” Taehyung countered, a bitter chuckle escaping his lips. 

“What did I do?” Jungkook asked, his tone softening, his eyes searching Taehyung’s face for answers. 

“You don’t know? Or are you pretending to be innocent?” Taehyung said, his gaze piercing through Jungkook’s defenses. 

“Just tell me,” Jungkook whispered, his voice tinged with vulnerability. 

“Why are you avoiding me?” Taehyung asked, his voice heavy with hurt. “You’ve been distant since last night. And then you act all friendly with him, knowing how easily I get jealous. Did you do it on purpose? You know I hate it when someone else touches you.” 

Jungkook’s chest tightened at Taehyung’s words, his emotions finally spilling over. “Yes! I’m ignoring you. What do you expect me to do after what you did last night?” Jungkook’s voice cracked as tears welled up in his eyes. 

“You keep coming close to me only to push me away. You hurt me, kim. Do you know how much you hurt me?” 

Taehyung’s heart sank at Jungkook’s confession, but before he could respond, Jungkook continued. “And why are you jealous of Hobi-hyung? An uncle shouldn’t get jealous of his nephew’s friend or… someone more than a friend!” 

“For God’s sake, Jungkook! You are not just my nephew,” Taehyung said, his voice rising with frustration. “And is he more than a friend to you?” 

“Why does it matter? Why are you jealous? You’re my uncle, aren’t you?” Jungkook shot back, his voice trembling. 

“Do you really think I’m just your uncle? That I feel nothing more for you?” Taehyung’s voice dropped, his tone almost pleading. 

“What do you think of me? A kid, right?” Jungkook asked, his voice cracking under the weight of his emotions. 

“Jungkook, please. Stop,” Taehyung said, his voice strained. “I’m not in the mood to argue about this.” 

“Oh, it’s just a silly topic to you?” Jungkook said bitterly, wiping at his eyes. “Fine. I’ll leave and spend time with Hobi-hyung instead.” 

He reached for the car door, but Taehyung grabbed him by the neck, pulling him back. Before Jungkook could react, Taehyung’s lips pressed against his in a desperate, heated kiss. 

Jungkook froze for a moment, his mind reeling from the suddenness of it. But as the warmth of Taehyung’s lips melted into his, he found himself surrendering, his hands clutching at Taehyung’s shirt as he kissed him back. 

All the tension, all the unspoken emotions between them, seemed to dissolve in that moment, replaced by something raw and undeniable.

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Their first kiss~❤️😮‍💨

Q: Have you had your first kiss yet?

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